On the first weekend of March, the men of the house were going to Budapest to spend some quality, man on man Hungarian time. I know it sounds like the name of a very specific type of gay porn, but go with it. Imagine what you will. Read more

In order to get to the present faster I will have to cheat. There is no other way. Plus, to be honest, November was a blur. Between dealing with the pain and.. . dealing with the pain, it seemed that all I could do was… Read more

Looking back at all the times that a bird shat on me, it was never on a good day! It always came as the final flourish to a crap sandwich, like a poop cherry standing proudly on top, declaring you a loser in the eyes of the world. Wear that poop, baby! Read more

Sometimes, you just feel like a whale - heavy and massive, like your weight is dragging you down, and you believe that it would take something even larger than you to pull you out of it. I'm here to tell you that's not necessarily true. Read more

I always learn a lot about myself while back home. This time was no exception - in fact it was probably the most fruitful trip of them all. The biggest life lesson I’ve uncovered was due to Oscar, our forever flea-ridden, bat-eared cat. Read more

Apart from my own personal connection with the market and all the significance I find there, there’s another very simple explanation that came to me while I was talking to a farmer/vendor about the herbs she was selling and I asked about green beans… Read more

Dear bear in the sky with diamonds,
This is long overdo but I couldn’t bear to do it sooner. I had a dream about you last night. You were dying, then you were dead, then you were alive again, then I was saying goodbye to you... Read more

On our way to J’ai Bistrot (aka "look up") Vlad, the only friend that I seem to mention by name in this post, jumped out of the car in a very courageous, almost superhero-like manner, risking his life for the greater good: Read more

For a week now, I’ve been struggling with all the images and memories stored in the “Never-open-sad-box”. The fact that the cat died now translates into a whole lotta heartbreak. I was caught in between 3 moods: Read more

I lashed out, I cried...Or I least I think I cried, my nose and my eyes were so damn runny I couldn't really tell! There you have it: I made a scene in an Italian place! And it wasn't even because the waitress couldn't understand the difference between Read more

My first run. Lord, gimme the strength to not fall down on my face yelling “Meeeercy! Big fat desperate meercy!”.
Aaaanyway, what I am using to guide me through the madness is the C25K aka Couch to 5 k. Pretty fockin’ accurate. First day goes like this: Read more

Around 9 pm: Decided to go and sleep the sad away. A feeling of uselessness came over me and I ate a alfajor. It's a dessert thing I bought in Tenerife. I read the label. Only bad, bad things in there.
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20:00 Fiddle-dee-dee, I'm hungry! Refuse to lift a finger, too tired. Will order from thai place. Hope it doesn't kill me.
20:30 Let the eating begin! May the odds be ever in your favour. This right here was called “shredded chicken”. None of us expected Read more

14:something Ate a meatball. And then another one.
16:30 Hungry as fuck. Still doing blog stuff while starving. This starts to feel like a twisted experiment. I feel like I'm my own guinea pig and it's twisted and wrong. My life is lie. Read more

Sometime late in the night: I wrote this. It's much easier to write things as they happen and not in a bulk at the end of the day. Everything feels harder, less natural and more dramatic. But hey, days are… Read more

First of all, I just admitted to being an emotional eater. On the internet! Where the whole world (by that I mean my 5 to 7 friends) can read all about it and feel sorry for me. To them I say, don't, it's no biggie. Read more

Yes, some people do say that's just raw meat and that it's disgusting. Stop listening to the masses, expand that view of yours and embrace some weird stuff in your life. If you are a newbie in this area (as I was) you're gonna wanna start with this guy: Read more

It all started with snow, I just know it. One snowflake and I was helpless. How does it simply fall from the sky, changing both our outside and our inside? It's like a big chunk of love has been frozen, then broken into pieces and spread all around. Read more

That night we ate the fruits. First of all, aside from the prickly pear, I have no idea what I ate. They were, of course not labelled, and I of course forgot/ didn't understand their names in the first place. Read more

Man, I wish I had a monkey! Then I wouldn't need an excuse to listen to that song. I'd call her Cheesecake, and she would be my Cheesecake! I'd teach her how to cook and we would make wonderful,slightly hairy treats together! Read more

A cruel world. Yes, but also a world with amazing pancakes. That you share with friends. Or that you eat alone, to fill the friends-shaped-hole in your heart. With pancakes. All I'm saying is as long as there are pancakes like these, there is hope. Read more

I am so sorry you had to read that! I could erase that, it's true. But I won't. You see, It's a thing I'm trying out. I write as I speak, once it's out there, I can't take it back. The system is designed to make me more careful when I open my big mouth. Read more

Feedback. I had two Germans, a Romanian and a Polish guy at the table. The Germans were not very vocal, but they did ask for seconds, the Romanian attempted to ask for a third and the Pole offered me money in order to make this again. Read more

Leave it to cool and then refrigerate. And then sleep, it's 12 a clock at night cause you foolishly (some might say stupidly) started doing this at 9 pm! First mission of the L.S.L. mission, accomplished. Read more